Untitled Conan II

What did the head say that irritated Fujita, how could she get sick? "After finishing the narration lightly in a mocking tone, Nakajima folded his arms and raised his face, looking calm and calm.

"Then, Kanai-san, what do you say?" Renzu pushed his glasses, and slightly hooked the corners of his lips with an unpredictable expression.

The girl with long green hair and a pretty face stood up, her expression unchanged, and she said, "I didn't see anything. Senior sister fainted, I went to help her."

"Hmph, didn't see anything?" Nakajima sneered, "Then why are you stopping me?"

Jin Jing glanced at her indifferently, "The facts are not clear, saving people is much more important than teaching them, I can still tell the priority of things."

"Priority?" Nakajima laughed, raised his chin and said sharply, "If you really know the difference, you should just take Fujita to the infirmary and take care of me if you have time? Ah~ that's right— —”

She raised the corners of her lips to show a malicious smile, her eyes slowly passed Jinjing and settled beside me, she lowered her voice, "After all, compared to the senior sister who has only taught musical instruments for a year, my dear Sister is more important, isn't it?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Jin Jing narrowed his eyes, his expression still unchanged.

"Am I talking nonsense? You can't be more clear in your heart. Don't worry, I understand you. After all, we all know Fujita's position in Bingdi very well. It's possible that you don't want your sister to get into trouble." Hara, Atobe-kun and the others will understand you." Nakajima smiled half-smile, and his tone was also very ambiguous, "The kind of idiot who puts his life on the line for someone who has nothing to do with him is a hopeless idiot. "

Her eyes seemed to be sideways, but for a short moment, they were full of malice.

I slightly bent the corners of my lips, and looked at her with my chin in one hand, "What exactly does Nakajima-san mean by saying this? And what capacity are you standing here to say?"

She raised her eyebrows and looked at me, "Me? I'm just a witness who can't bear to stand up and clarify the truth~"

"Witness?" I tilted my head, "What do you want to prove?"

"I……"

"It proves that Xiaoye caused Fujita-san to get sick?" I grabbed her talk and asked, "Did you really hear what they said?"

"Do you need to hear it? You can tell it with your eyes." She said calmly.

"Um~ no, although seeing is believing, sometimes, what the eyes see may be false." After a pause, I laughed, spreading my palms as innocently as possible. , "Could it be... Nakajima-san, have you forgotten what happened at the Lihai Music Competition last year?"

At that time, when everyone rushed to the lounge, the first thing they saw was me standing in front of the opened piano box with a knife under my feet, and Nakajima stood not far away pointing at me with a look of shock and righteous indignation. my picture.

In this situation, most people would think that I wanted to do something bad but she broke it, right?

The appearance is so similar now. At that time, I couldn't speak for myself to tell the difference, and now Xiaoye is even less able to explain anything to myself because of her natural autism.

When I said this, everyone's eyes changed instantly, and Nakajima's face was green and then white, and finally he bit his lip and stared at me, his eyes full of hatred.

Just when the scene became silent and tense, a burst of elegant piano music suddenly came from my backpack.

I froze for a moment, took out my phone in response, and looked at the caller ID.

new one?

I looked up and saw the eyes of the whole room staring at me, the corners of my mouth twitched, I pressed "refuse to listen", and then my fingers crackled and quickly pressed back an email.

"That... I'm sorry someone urged me to go back." I shaved my face with my index finger, I smiled helplessly, and turned to Atobe, "Do you mind if I say goodbye first, Atobe-kun?"

He raised his eyebrows, put down his crossed legs, stood up, and snapped his fingers, "Let's go here first, my uncle will investigate the matter clearly. This kind of unglamorous thing happened on the ice God, it's really disappointing..."

As he said, he narrowed his eyes to cover the sharp vision that flashed in his eyes, looked at me, and said indifferently, "Anyway, Miss Nangong was invited by my uncle, and I should send you off personally, no Is it?"

"Well, then there is the Lord of Labor and Miscellaneous Affairs." I laughed.

----split line----

Atobe and I walked one after the other in the quiet corridor, except for the sound of footsteps, neither of us spoke tacitly.

Seeing that the gate of the concert hall was approaching, Atobe stopped suddenly.

"Nakajima Yan," he didn't turn around, and I naturally couldn't see his expression, I could only hear him say in a calm voice, "I can't move for the time being."

Startled for a moment, I said "oh", then smiled nonchalantly, "Xiaoyou is fine for the time being. This time it may be that Xiaoye stimulated her memory, so she got sick, don't worry."

In the waiting room just now, I have quietly asked Xiaoye what she said to Xiaoyou before.

Xiaoye said that she was just blowing leaves in the woods (that’s what I taught her to make music with leaves), and saw "Xiaoyou". "Xiaoyou" asked her who taught it, and she pointed to "Xiaoyou" and honestly said it was her.

Then "Xiaoyou" fell down without knowing why.

I think I can probably guess why.

Because it was Xiao Yu who taught me to use the leaves to blow the tune.Xiaoyou might have remembered something.

"Well, it's enough to get here, Mr. Atobe." I walked up and looked back at him, "The car is parked at the door."

He glanced at me thoughtfully, turned around and walked back without saying much.

Curving the corners of his lips, I think he probably guessed it too. Next, I don't want to go home obediently, but some things have to be resolved first.

Sit back in the car, call out the mobile computer that comes with the modified car, and enter the name "Nakajima Yan" on the search engine.

Looking at the information listed on the screen, I nodded with satisfaction, and then stepped on the gas pedal.

----split line----

The car drove into the villa area unimpeded. It is still a bit discerning to be able to be the security guard here. Although most of the rich and powerful live here, it is rare to see this kind of sports car, so naturally they will not run over foolishly. stop.

I stopped the car far away, and I sat in the car to observe for a while, then picked up the phone, coughed twice, and dialed the number.

"Hello, this is Nakajima's house."

There was a strict and old-fashioned female voice on the other end of the phone, and it could be guessed that it was the housekeeper of the Nakajima family.

"I'm looking for Ryuichi Nakajima." A deep and rough voice came from my throat.

"...Excuse me, are you...?" The voice on the other end seemed to hesitate before asking.

"Why so much nonsense, just let Ryuichi Nakajima answer the phone!" I frowned, my voice full of displeasure.

"I'm sorry sir," the butler's voice was meticulous and still very polite, "Master is not here now. If you need anything..."

"Crack——" I hung up the phone decisively.

Uh~ Sure enough, she hasn't come back yet, Miwako Nakajima went to France three days ago, so now the owner of this villa is not here?hey-hey……

Rubbing my chin, I smiled happily.

……

Two hours later—

The door was opened from the outside, and a girl with long brown hair came in angrily, slammed the door heavily, and threw the violin case on the sofa.

"Ah, ah, Nakajima-san, you are finally back~" Sitting in front of the computer desk with my chin in one hand, I tilted my head to see her frightened expression, wrinkled my nose harmlessly and innocently and complained, " I'm almost falling asleep... But, the air conditioner in your house is really bad, I'm afraid I'll catch a cold, so I have to bear it all the time~"

"You—" she pointed at me with trembling fingers, "you, why are you in my room? How did you come in? Why didn't the maid tell me?!"

"Ah?" I blinked, and then suddenly realized, "Of course those big sisters won't tell you, because they don't even know I'm here~"

"You," she looked at me, then at the computer that was turned on in front of me, panic flashed across her face, and she rushed over, "What are you doing, who allows you to open my computer casually? ! I clearly set a restriction password!"

"Ah, so that's the password?" With a tap of my toes, the chair slid aside to avoid her rushing figure. I rested my elbows on the armrest with a surprised expression on my face, "I thought it was just a simple number guessing game." what~"

"Don't go too far!" She stood in front of the computer desk and blocked the screen with her body, glaring at me fiercely, "Be careful, I will call the police now, and I will sue you for trespassing and violating other people's privacy!"

I looked at her playfully, then stood up abruptly.

I took two steps forward and stretched out my hand. Before she had time to turn her head in a panic, I had already retracted my hand and tilted my head to look at her with a smile.

"I'm not worried about what you say you're going to sue me. First, I'm still a minor~ Besides, you forgot? I have diplomatic immunity~ And—" Standing on the immobile Nakajima Shin In front of me, I happily shook my fingers, leaned closer to her, smiled purely, and whispered, "Even if I kill you now, do you think the Japanese government will come to trouble me for this? Hmm~?"

Her eyes widened suddenly, her face full of fear.

"Ala, don't worry, I won't kill you~" Duzui, I glanced at her in disgust, "You're not worthy of me getting my hands dirty."

"Sa~" I turned around and sat down on the chair again, I tilted my head to look at her with my chin in my hand, and said with a smile, "Actually, I just want to chat with you."

There was still a bit of fear on her face,